Welcome to Night Vale. In the face of death at the hands of Miniature Citizens, there is only one thing Carlos can think about; the impending death…and the man he's secretly loved for an entire year... Carlos/Cecil.
Welcome to Night Vale. Chess Vale. Cecilios. It was all a game. Just a simple game. The breath ripped harshly through Cecil's throat resulting in animalistic noises as he pressed his hands harder against his forhead, hair tangled up in clawed fingers.
Cecil comes home to Carlos after The Auction, and discovers more about Lot 37. And the horrifying consequences of hair-pulling. Welcome to Night Vale.